the massive velvet sofa in our living room,

to-ceiling windows, turning the skyline into a sea of artificial stars

oden door opening jolted

the dim foyer light, he suddenly froze, our eyes meeting across the expansive r

ghtly. "Why ar

orcing a soft, practiced smile onto my

face returning to its usual

ing, and walked over to h

shoulders, a scent hit me. It was his colog

asal cavity, cloying and pungent.

nausea washing over me, and I had to gri

husband had thrown himself entirely into rekindlin